UGH! Today wasn't that bad, but I definitely wasn't a lucky ducky. The morning started out fine, woke up to see mamadukes car in the driveway meaning I had extra time to get ready since I wouldn't have to walk. Noice right? Right. Then I had to wear my shirt for English that I proudly just made last night, but it looked pretty damn good. Iron on lettering, colorful, oh yee :) I get to school to find a yummy hot pocket wrapped in foil in my locker :D Thanks..uh..whatever his name was. ( :p ) HAHA. Mhm all was well while it lasted. Then everything went a-wall on me. I needed some extra credit so I go to get my everything in it folder just to find out it wasn't in my locker. I fucking lost it. Hence, my EVERYTHING folder which had errr' lil thing in it. Then I sit down to see the letters on my shirt slowly peeling off, then the damn U finally hit the floor. AND, I realized I left my cell at home. Then in almost every class I couldn't function right 'cos my most needed shit was in that folder. Gah, not good basically. But I guess things turned around by lunch time, 'cos I just created my own version of the extra credit paper, didn't have to present. Meaning I have time to re-do my shirt again :D AND THEN! While Ash wanted a snack I found a 5 dolla bill on the floor! Ye ye ye :) But of course, something bad just HAS to happen again.
I come home from walking w/ Ash to see my cell laying on the kitchen counter. Only screaming one thing: my mother read it. I have nothing in my inbox, maybe in pictures but it's just with him smiling, and yeah. My outbox on the other hand is a different story. ODD ENOUGH, my inbox gets filled up so fast and has a limit, but my outbox doesn't. So my texts date back to Feb. AND UNFORTUNATELY, my sent texts have shit I pray TO GOD she didn't read. Yesterday, I went over Keither McBeaver's early morn' and the day before that has texts saying I will and ye shit you all get the point. AH! :( Damn I hope she didn't read it, 'cos if she did, mm hell yeee I'm screwed. Woop. There goes my summer. Thing is she didn't mention a word about it, and shit like THAT she wouldn't dare to keep in from yelling at me. But who knows...who knows.
*gulp*
I come home from walking w/ Ash to see my cell laying on the kitchen counter. Only screaming one thing: my mother read it. I have nothing in my inbox, maybe in pictures but it's just with him smiling, and yeah. My outbox on the other hand is a different story. ODD ENOUGH, my inbox gets filled up so fast and has a limit, but my outbox doesn't. So my texts date back to Feb. AND UNFORTUNATELY, my sent texts have shit I pray TO GOD she didn't read. Yesterday, I went over Keither McBeaver's early morn' and the day before that has texts saying I will and ye shit you all get the point. AH! :( Damn I hope she didn't read it, 'cos if she did, mm hell yeee I'm screwed. Woop. There goes my summer. Thing is she didn't mention a word about it, and shit like THAT she wouldn't dare to keep in from yelling at me. But who knows...who knows.
*gulp*
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